Four Modern Poems Describing Pupils in Autumn

Four modern poems describing pupils' autumn Autumn is a beautiful picture with its own unique yellow color. The trees and the ground have almost become a yellow world. The following are four modern poems describing primary school students' autumn. I hope I can help you. Welcome to read!

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Modern poetry 1 describes the pupils in autumn. I want to tell you to run under the blue sky.

Rain has just fallen from the rubble of the old house.

I want to hug the earth and tell you.

The wind in my hometown has brought roughness to the ears of rice.

You happen to be busy.

With your deep myopic eyes

Light a cigarette with the flu.

A city burning like lead.

I want to tell you quietly

My corner is very happy.

I want to tell you stubbornly

It's autumn in the field.

You just turned around.

Don't want to hear me say autumn

Because you don't want to hear about land, cabins.

These news about the arrival of autumn

Modern poems describing pupils' autumn. I don't think your name is lonely.

Your smile, your every move

Beating my soft heart like a small hammer.

I wrote a bunch of love letters in my dream.

It's too heavy if it's hot.

Bend the moon on the horizon.

A piece of paper is very long, otherwise.

I made up thousands of lines day and night.

You're still addicted to hiding

When you step on the maple leaf carpet

Every word will not be sad.

My autumn smells of chrysanthemums.

Modern poems describing pupils' autumn III. The sunshine becomes gentle.

indifferent

On a leaf

Turn enemies into friends with autumn wind

Appreciate each other

Not green.

Can't warm up

Silent autumn wind

Trembling to open the autumn letter.

Suddenly warm rehmannia glutinosa.

go home

Leaves are just migratory birds in autumn.

The wind told a tree like this.

Modern poems describing pupils' autumn. Why did Baiyun change his face today?

It's gloomy.

It has a faint worry.

Looking for the way home in summer.

Dark clouds floated in front of it.

Blur its line of sight

Seems to want to keep the footsteps of summer.

Blue sky is still accompanied by white clouds.

Through the haze

Or beautiful blue sky.

The autumn wind keeps blowing.

White clouds are still swaying.

Wu Yang has a gentle personality.

It doesn't want to hug us warmly anymore.

It seems that I feel the same way with others.

It seems to love autumn more.

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